Ji Sheng didn't arrive yesterday, so he sent Mei.
Without a scholar, the Qing dynasty turned to plum blossom.
Only those who should know, Cebu plum heart drops.
It is as dusty as Zhao Zhou, and the sky in Meihualing is white.
On the day of the day, I wrote colorful poems to express my feelings, and plum blossoms fell in the snow.
When the wine calls three times, the breeze in the forest will wait for Mei.
Who is the best with a short book in the sleeve? Farewell to Shimada Hanzo Mei in the cold snow shadow.